Summertime. It was a song. It was a season. I wondered if that season would ever live inside of me.
Last Night I Sang to the MonsterI think maybe Hell is a place. But you don't have to stay anywhere forever.
The Sandman, Vol. 4: Season of MistsWalk any path in Destiny's garden, and you will be forced to choose, not once but many times.
The Sandman, Vol. 4: Season of MistsI think hell is something you carry around with you. Not somewhere you go.
The Sandman, Vol. 4: Season of MistsSome people want what they are not willing to give.
Pass the Salt Please!: Seasoned Believers Add Flavor to Your LifeI was disoriented by the idea that men should ever leave the forest.
The Unpeopled Season: Journal from a North Country Wilderness